I am dying to be so wealthy that I can move into a lovely, wealthy neighborhood filled with overconsumers who are selfish and unclear on the concept of sustainability, people with influence.
I can convert them. I suppose I would be better off marrying into wealth than trying to sort it out myself. And every day I would go out of my texan mansion to the end of my driveway in full view of any passersby, and glue things to my car. My Prius would be covered in pinwheels. Gradually, my neighbors would learn to convert their cars to biodeisel, install solar panels, buy fair-trade everything, avoid obsalesense, all of that. Once they liked me a little bit I would invent a new club, one in which everyone with a Hummer arts it and we go out on our own little excursions. The initiation meeting could be a dinner held on the roof of a hummer with extremely tall barstools on the ground (the tablecloth goes on the roof) and waitstaff on stilts. I haven't decided how to change the world yet, but I like this one.